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S.Y.M FREESTYLE Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Ayo Trinz
Yo they never cared till I got on the mic
Now they're shaking and quaking and hoping that I'm only bark and not bite
Taking over, man, I just might
It's a must, don't wanna be like you and pick up the rust
They call me 27, a lyrical weapon
I grab my machine and I aim and I buss
I got ambitions, every song that I make Is a page of my auto-bio, it's facts, not fiction
Trinny burn rubber you're feeling the friction
I'm fighting habits and fighting addiction
If you don't hear, then you feel, better listen
I'm fighting habits and fighting addiction
If you don't hear, then you feel, better listen
See, I ain't got no tales or fables
And he called me bro, so he must be Cain and that makes me Abel
I'll leave a hole in his dome like Bagel, yo
Trust me, I'm authenticated underrated's an understatement
Mum knew I ain't have no place in med school It was all due to my lack of patience
I been chasing my dreams, but ain't getting no sleep
And I made me a bag, so I gotta repeat,
I'm drowning You ain't even hit knees deep
better shut your mouth when you hear me speak
I been chasing my dreams, but I ain't getting no sleep
And I made me a bag, so I gotta repeat
I'm drowning you ain't even hit knees deep
better shut your mouth when you hear me speak
I'm too diligent and too elegant
I'm in element, they're irrelevant
Any yute wanna try act intelligent
After shelling it, they get speech impediment
They can't talk no more
Fuck with bro, you can't walk no more
I'm polite even in home v's
I knock twice then I kick down your door
Anybody wanna clash I'll make them leave that mic like Maya Jama
You got lyrical Nerf guns Me and my bros got lyrical big boy blammas
Snake my bredrin, that's not me
Die for nyash, nah, that's not me
Use the backdoor, nah, that's not me
That behaviour's poor, so that's not me
And you know I gotta stick to the plan
All the doors get kicked down, Van Damme
I don't stunt for the snap or stunt for the gram
I can't count how many times I got snaked with my own two hands
It's insane though
Snakes hide like feds in the plainclothes
I done dirt on the back and the main roads
Ain't it funny what we do for the pesos
In life gotta pick your poison
I'm happy that I got bands flu
Every tune I make is a planned move
Take over the world I plan to
I got the skills to make a tune run through your head like a comb with Cantu
Against me, there's nothing you can do
I'm the greatest my age, I can prove
Say it again if you can't hear me
Them boy, there ain't scary, scary
I love cheese, no dairy, dairy
Bro got dust no fairy, fairy
Say it again if you can't hear me
Them boy, there ain't scary, scary
I love cheese, like dairy, dairy
Bro got dust no fairy, fairy
I ain't scared of no threats I live rent-free in his head like an ex
I'm wanting it all while they settle for less
The motto is T and a A and I double the S
I ain't scared of no threats I live rent-free in his head like an ex
I'm wanting it all while they settle for less
The motto is T and a A and I double the S